作词 : Kevin Parker/Pierre Thevenot/Jacob Grass
 作曲 : Kevin Parker/Pierre Thevenot/Jacob Grass
Lil 32, what it do?
Lukrative
I can't trust a soul, keep that stick on me
All these *****s hoes, they gon' switch on me
Got a bad *****, I called her Tiffany
Say that you a savage, must be kidding me
Hi-Tech with a Perky, *****, I hang out
You ain't got no money, get your ranks up
My ***** in the kitchen, she a dancer
He don't want no smoke, don't want no cancer
I got a ho in the link
I got the water like sink
Skate on that ***** like a rink
Eat on that ***** so pink
Your diamonds, they looking like glass
*****, I'm ahead in the class
Shoot at an opp and I blast
I put that ***** in the past
Silk be my attire, your *****, she for hire
Heard they talkin' crazy, beat 'em 'til we tired
I spent fifty on my necklace, yeah, we reckless
*****s mad, they can't test us, eat you, breakfast
Chanel with the Fendi,
Grant your wish like Timmy, I gotta keep the semi
All these hoes are playin' me,
All these hoes are playin' it
I got your ***** with me, I got your ***** with me
I can't trust a soul, keep that stick on me
All these *****s hoes, they gon' switch on me
Got a bad *****, I called her Tiffany
Say that you a savage, must be kidding me
Hi-Tech with a Perky, *****, I hang out
You ain't got no money, get your ranks up
My ***** in the kitchen, she a dancer
He don't want no smoke, don't want no cancer